From August 2014, on the art of masterly inactivity. I can’t help it, I’m an analyst “Procrastination. What have you been putting off doing? Why?” We’ve talked about this before on this blog, albeit from a different perspective. So you could consider this as an update. A belated one, obviously. If – no, let’s be fair, when – I’m…
After last week’s challenge of choosing the closing track of an album it is of course entirely logical that this time Jim is looking for an opening track. Not too long ago, I featured Roxy Music’s ‘Remake/Remodel’, the opening track of their debut album. However,this was by no means Bob Dylan’s first LP (as we…
From this day in 2014, a meditation on boredom… Shoot Me Now This one’s just too good to miss…(cracks knuckles; hunches over keyboard; ticks tags for ‘rants’ and ‘grumpy old man’). “(YAWN): What bores you?” Firstly, let’s be clear about what we actually mean by ‘boredom’. My first stab at finding a dictionary definition came…
General knowledge ignorance….. Which monarch famously said: “I know I have the body of a weak and feeble woman, but I have the heart and stomach of a king” Queen Anne – the one who had to be buried in a square coffin. What is the rarest blood type in humans? Vampire – because there’s…
When I saw that Jim’s prompt for Song Lyric Sunday this week was the closing track of an album, as if by magic four possibilities just jumped into my head. But hang on: haven’t I already used these? ‘Brain Damage/Eclipse’ from ‘Dark Side Of The Moon’ – check; ‘See Me Feel Me’ from ‘Tommy’ –…
Words of…..er, wisdom? “I’m not arguing, I’m just explaining why I’m right” Keir Starmer “My bed is a magical place where I suddenly remember everything I forgot to do” Hugh Hefner “My diet plan: make all of my friends cupcakes, the fatter they get, the thinner I look” Meghan Markle “My wallet is like an…
This post was originally published on 2 August 2014, about two years into what I euphemistically call my blogging career (and definitely not ‘journey’). Here I muse on how things are/were going blogwise. Simon Schama’s Swampy Suck Oh, hi there. I thought that might get your attention… Today’s instalment of ‘365 Days of Writing Prompts’…
This week, Jim is looking for the the title track of an album. My very first thought was Neil Young’s ‘After The Goldrush’, but checking back, it seemed I’d already used it in an earlier post. A shame, but no problem – I went for the gentle, lilting ‘Harvest’ instead. Both those albums were on…
Who said that? I want to break free Ghislaine Maxwell No more the fool Charlie Chaplin Food, glorious food Mr. Creosote The Princess Diaries The (only a) Duchess of Sussex The name of the game …is football: NOT soccer. You can’t hurry love I’m sorry, this has never happened before. Kiss me Kate Meghan Markle…
This was originally posted on 27 July 2015. For the uninitiated, it is a parody (but an affectionate one) of a long-running column in the UK satirical magazine ‘Private Eye’. I haven’t looked at a copy of The Eye in years so I don’t know whether Dave Spart still features. What I will say, though,…
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